Hee hee
Casting my mind back to Friday evening, can't think of anything out of the ordinary that happened.
Only 4 girls out, poor show...... Me and the Spugather arrived prompt to take the register, pen poise, f*cking arm was aching like b*ggery when Tina and Beth polled in at 10 past the 9......Excuse?
Oh we've been looking though old photos and reminiscing...........what the f*ck!
New friends...apply within.
Went to the usual haunts, some chav asked me for my phone number in the Turnstiles, shaved head, tracky top, big gold loop earring...lucky me, told him i'd go one better and immediately phoned the registry office to see if they had a cancellation.
Hung around the usual benders in the Station, Tracy (i fight men) was yacking her guts up in the toilets, so she could fit some more pints of lager and black down.
They the 4 of us trailed to the Marlborough light bar up the stairs, no Graham Jackson about, i did some tutting and had a scout round for any other fairly decent looking boys, being in Cleck there was none........oh Tunner was in with his sister was going to kick him on Sarah's behalf but never got round to it.
Ruth was at the bar trying to start a fight with all the bar staff saying they'd short changed her, i was going to get involved being the dutiful sister but i just walked off.
Tina and Beth probably went to outbacks as usual, me and Spug had curry.........quite dull, but only spent £25..which is good.
Saturday flew round like a loon, went to pet shop to get black sunflower seeds, squirrel nuts and wild bird seed mix, shot back to car in balaclava and rain coat, in case anyone had seen me.
Packed then picked MJW up and 5.10pm, was 10 mins late as had to call for a fish butty on the way..........WHAT?
Drove to Manchester which took 1/2hr then another 1/2 hr to get through all the traffic on Deansgate, got there parked up, didn't have enough £1 coins for the meter, got to Matts flat, met the lovely Alan of Revel, got some more £1 coins MJ ran back to car, where some nice man gave him his ticket......saving us £9....hooray. Well Mj as he's promised to pay as i was driving!
We all got ready, whilst drinking pink champagne and listening to Matt oohing and aahing, no he wasn't getting a bj he was opening his pressies. We had a topical debate on whether the Bero book was in actual fact the best cook book in the world, as if you need ask?
Then across the road to Matts local which is as near as most peoples kitchen.
Had two pints in there chatting and laughing, the we walked around the corner to Canal street,walked a fair way past all the Chinese men selling silly light up things and buckets of roses, then we found a bar Matt liked, went in and found the loo which was hidden across the dancefloor downstairs past loads of scarey looking ladies who looked like they wanted to do rude things to me with rubber toys......probably!!!
Found a seat, which was lucky and sat down to talk about bj's, rimming, positions and other nice topics. Had 2 more pints then wandered a way to another bar, MJ was on his way and found it appropriate to shriek "as if you would, could you be bothered?, they don't even look nice" .
To the 2 six foot, trannies who were drinking rum and pep minding their own business, near the bar area.
Had a couple more drinks in there, i was feeling decidedly merry and Alan and i danced then discussed marriage.....as you do when you've just met. And you both like men!!!!!!!!!
We sang Happy Birthday as the clock struck midnight, some more drinks later........i don't know what happened but the next thing i was eating onion bajis out of a polystyrene tray with a plastic fork and Matt was shouting "oh look there is the D'J who's boyfriend i got off with when i 1st moved here". Twighlight zone........... They all wanted to go clubbing, for a bit of you know what, being old, i wanted to go back to the flat...........so staggered off, chuntering "i hope i know the way, what if i lose the only set of keys and we're all locked out for the night"........
Needn't have worried, got back, got into the flat using the imobaliser thing..........got the airbed out fell asleep for approx 8 1/2 mins, when the buzzer and my phone started ringing together, didn't know where the heck i was, opened the flat door and looked out, then realised i needed to open the main entrance, didn't have a clue what to do, then had a flashback to an Eastenders scene and pressed a buzzer...clever me!!!..........
In the 3 of them polled, clutching bags and bags of Mcdonalds, they promptly flopped down and scoffed the lot, not offering me 1 chip, not 1!!!
Slept on and off for 4 or 5 hours, Alan on the sofa, me on the airbed and the Matts in the double.
Then 9.00am Birthday boy got up, then his mother phoned, so i blearily opened my eyes and went to wash off last nights make-up to prove the rumour that i do actually look like a new born hamster without my slap on!!!
Had bacon butties and two coffees, there was a 2nd round of sausage butties but i didn't partake.
We left for home, at 11.30 (leaving Matt to his birthday activities he had planned 1. a bath and 2. a w*nk)....were back in Clecksville at 25 mins past midday......fell in to bed, 5 hours is not enough sleep for me, had already told a big fat lie to Kay about not being back in time to go swimming, so the plan was have an hours nap and go about my usual Sunday business.......... Unfortunately awoke at 1/4 to 5!!!!
Oh great, now i won't sleep tonight........phoned Spug in a panic, thought we'd nip into town for a few drinks (yes i know i'm not allowed to drink in the week, but i had no other option than turning up to work Mon. looking like a zombie).........Got to Spoons, had a couple opf lagertops, then Dean and Rach arrived......ended up in the Turnsiles, Simon P.A was blaring out his 80's cheese.........had a few cidre ala blackcurrant, then went for pizza, home to bed.. Sorted!!!
Unfortunately NOT sorted, awoke in the middle of the night with the most excruciating stomach ache, was not a well bunny, phoned Leakage at 9.00am and took the day off!!!
Took today off aswell for good measure (will never go to heaven) .........
But i once read somewhere that unneeded sick days were "a holiday for the soul".......i kind of like that, so i have forgiven myself.........and done jobs i would otherwise be rushing around to fit them in.
You know, dying your roots, blogging in the library for a good 2 hours, as taking 2 days off work THEN skivving all day tomorrow is really taking the Michael.
Have also nipped into town to buy a Metcalfs pork pie, some superglue and some garden peas.
Have come back with allsorts of c*ap i didn't need, blank video/audio tapes, fake tan, pears soap, fresh cream strawberry tarts, special poulty flakes for the cats........100 fags, blimey i'm rubbish!!!!
Anyhow i'll stop droning on, one last thing, the people who have not accepted their invitation to blog.......i know who you are, you can not hide!!!
Only 4 girls out, poor show...... Me and the Spugather arrived prompt to take the register, pen poise, f*cking arm was aching like b*ggery when Tina and Beth polled in at 10 past the 9......Excuse?
Oh we've been looking though old photos and reminiscing...........what the f*ck!
New friends...apply within.
Went to the usual haunts, some chav asked me for my phone number in the Turnstiles, shaved head, tracky top, big gold loop earring...lucky me, told him i'd go one better and immediately phoned the registry office to see if they had a cancellation.
Hung around the usual benders in the Station, Tracy (i fight men) was yacking her guts up in the toilets, so she could fit some more pints of lager and black down.
They the 4 of us trailed to the Marlborough light bar up the stairs, no Graham Jackson about, i did some tutting and had a scout round for any other fairly decent looking boys, being in Cleck there was none........oh Tunner was in with his sister was going to kick him on Sarah's behalf but never got round to it.
Ruth was at the bar trying to start a fight with all the bar staff saying they'd short changed her, i was going to get involved being the dutiful sister but i just walked off.
Tina and Beth probably went to outbacks as usual, me and Spug had curry.........quite dull, but only spent £25..which is good.
Saturday flew round like a loon, went to pet shop to get black sunflower seeds, squirrel nuts and wild bird seed mix, shot back to car in balaclava and rain coat, in case anyone had seen me.
Packed then picked MJW up and 5.10pm, was 10 mins late as had to call for a fish butty on the way..........WHAT?
Drove to Manchester which took 1/2hr then another 1/2 hr to get through all the traffic on Deansgate, got there parked up, didn't have enough £1 coins for the meter, got to Matts flat, met the lovely Alan of Revel, got some more £1 coins MJ ran back to car, where some nice man gave him his ticket......saving us £9....hooray. Well Mj as he's promised to pay as i was driving!
We all got ready, whilst drinking pink champagne and listening to Matt oohing and aahing, no he wasn't getting a bj he was opening his pressies. We had a topical debate on whether the Bero book was in actual fact the best cook book in the world, as if you need ask?
Then across the road to Matts local which is as near as most peoples kitchen.
Had two pints in there chatting and laughing, the we walked around the corner to Canal street,walked a fair way past all the Chinese men selling silly light up things and buckets of roses, then we found a bar Matt liked, went in and found the loo which was hidden across the dancefloor downstairs past loads of scarey looking ladies who looked like they wanted to do rude things to me with rubber toys......probably!!!
Found a seat, which was lucky and sat down to talk about bj's, rimming, positions and other nice topics. Had 2 more pints then wandered a way to another bar, MJ was on his way and found it appropriate to shriek "as if you would, could you be bothered?, they don't even look nice" .
To the 2 six foot, trannies who were drinking rum and pep minding their own business, near the bar area.
Had a couple more drinks in there, i was feeling decidedly merry and Alan and i danced then discussed marriage.....as you do when you've just met. And you both like men!!!!!!!!!
We sang Happy Birthday as the clock struck midnight, some more drinks later........i don't know what happened but the next thing i was eating onion bajis out of a polystyrene tray with a plastic fork and Matt was shouting "oh look there is the D'J who's boyfriend i got off with when i 1st moved here". Twighlight zone........... They all wanted to go clubbing, for a bit of you know what, being old, i wanted to go back to the flat...........so staggered off, chuntering "i hope i know the way, what if i lose the only set of keys and we're all locked out for the night"........
Needn't have worried, got back, got into the flat using the imobaliser thing..........got the airbed out fell asleep for approx 8 1/2 mins, when the buzzer and my phone started ringing together, didn't know where the heck i was, opened the flat door and looked out, then realised i needed to open the main entrance, didn't have a clue what to do, then had a flashback to an Eastenders scene and pressed a buzzer...clever me!!!..........
In the 3 of them polled, clutching bags and bags of Mcdonalds, they promptly flopped down and scoffed the lot, not offering me 1 chip, not 1!!!
Slept on and off for 4 or 5 hours, Alan on the sofa, me on the airbed and the Matts in the double.
Then 9.00am Birthday boy got up, then his mother phoned, so i blearily opened my eyes and went to wash off last nights make-up to prove the rumour that i do actually look like a new born hamster without my slap on!!!
Had bacon butties and two coffees, there was a 2nd round of sausage butties but i didn't partake.
We left for home, at 11.30 (leaving Matt to his birthday activities he had planned 1. a bath and 2. a w*nk)....were back in Clecksville at 25 mins past midday......fell in to bed, 5 hours is not enough sleep for me, had already told a big fat lie to Kay about not being back in time to go swimming, so the plan was have an hours nap and go about my usual Sunday business.......... Unfortunately awoke at 1/4 to 5!!!!
Oh great, now i won't sleep tonight........phoned Spug in a panic, thought we'd nip into town for a few drinks (yes i know i'm not allowed to drink in the week, but i had no other option than turning up to work Mon. looking like a zombie).........Got to Spoons, had a couple opf lagertops, then Dean and Rach arrived......ended up in the Turnsiles, Simon P.A was blaring out his 80's cheese.........had a few cidre ala blackcurrant, then went for pizza, home to bed.. Sorted!!!
Unfortunately NOT sorted, awoke in the middle of the night with the most excruciating stomach ache, was not a well bunny, phoned Leakage at 9.00am and took the day off!!!
Took today off aswell for good measure (will never go to heaven) .........
But i once read somewhere that unneeded sick days were "a holiday for the soul".......i kind of like that, so i have forgiven myself.........and done jobs i would otherwise be rushing around to fit them in.
You know, dying your roots, blogging in the library for a good 2 hours, as taking 2 days off work THEN skivving all day tomorrow is really taking the Michael.
Have also nipped into town to buy a Metcalfs pork pie, some superglue and some garden peas.
Have come back with allsorts of c*ap i didn't need, blank video/audio tapes, fake tan, pears soap, fresh cream strawberry tarts, special poulty flakes for the cats........100 fags, blimey i'm rubbish!!!!
Anyhow i'll stop droning on, one last thing, the people who have not accepted their invitation to blog.......i know who you are, you can not hide!!!
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